What if the woman everyone fears, the cold, untouchable HR Head who almost got you fired for one mistake, has been secretly obsessed with you all along? Behind her sharp suits and ruthless decisions lies a dangerous fixation she's buried beneath professionalism. Every glance, every warning, every near-termination wasn't just discipline... it was control. And the moment you start to notice the cracks in her perfect composure, you realize the real danger isn't losing your job, It's becoming the center of her dark, consuming obsession.

In a world that revolves around Kris Morgan, a teenager whose ambition is settled on her boyfriend, finds herself not caring about what other people think when it comes to her life choices. But that soon slips through her hands when she suddenly realizes that someone else is after her heart, and not just the boy who she only has eyes for. Through drama, heartbreak, and sadness, Kris has yet to figure out what exactly her heart wants when she's faced with two choices that could either mean lose what she thought she wanted or finding something she never thought she needed.

"Riley?" I asked and she looked up from her phone. One of her eyebrows was raised. "Yes?" she asked and that confirmed it. I felt like I couldn't breathe. What the hell was going on here? "Hi, I am Ash. Short for Ashley, but please call me Ash" I said, extending my hand. I sounded wooden and choked, but I didn't know what else to do. Riley's mouth dropped open; she smiled nervously, and shook her head. We both realized what this meant. Our "boys" weren't late. Both our dates had been on time. "Uh...No, I...I am looking for a man," she explained. I blushed. I felt so stupid.

Emma has always been the quiet girl around school. No one knows anything about her. That is, until the popular girl Regina Mills suddenly starts talking to her, trying to break down all Emma's walls. *SwanQueen fanfiction *You don't have to have watched Once Upon a Time to understand this *I don't own the characters *This story contains mature content (smut) *This story contains abuse

Alex is not shy, she's simply following her rules to hide in the background of life in general. Or at least she's doing her best to be 'at the fardest end of the social spectrum' Strictly reserved to her own things that vary from music to... pretty much anything related to that, Alex lives the normal life of a highschool student who doesn't wish to engage in deep conversations with no one. Not even her family even though ocassionaly she has to. One day around the middle of the school year, she coicidentially (yeah right. I wrote it :D) is asked by a new beautiful girl the simple favor of helping her find the exit of the school building. Of course, you could expect her to try to avoid her, wouldn't you? === So this is the new story guys! So excited. Kewk :3 P.S. I don't own any of the songs that I use in this book, they're just for the sake of the storyline as I really enjoy music very much and I wish for it to be included in my books.

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most meticulous success story. A fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation for control so precise it borders on ruthless. Her world runs on schedule, silence, and the understanding that she does not share space. Until she has to. When her widowed father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to accommodate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply embedded in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through charity galas and candlelit sanctuaries with an ease that feels immovable, guided by conviction rather than ambition. They do not understand each other. They do not intend to try. Because Soleil's not accustomed to kneeling. And Willow's never fallen into a trap. They were never meant to share a house. But in a city that rewards power in all its forms, conviction can look a lot like defiance; and control can start to feel dangerously close to surrender.

Dr. Katana Malisorn has it all: success, wealth, and a seemingly perfect life. But when she falls for her boyfriend's sister, Celeste Austin, her carefully constructed world begins to crumble. Forbidden love, family secrets, and the pressures of Central's elite society threaten to tear them apart. Can Katana and Celeste find a way to be together, or will their families destroy everything they've built?

They call her Alexandra Vance - thirty-seven, seductive, and the city's most terrifying assassin. When 23-year-old Zara Castellano can't pay her debts, Alex kidnaps her not to kill her, but to make her work it off. Using every bit of charm she has, Alex sets out to win Zara over and soon, the line between captor and companion begins to blur. Zara knows she should fear the woman everyone calls "The Ghost of Blackwater." But instead, she finds herself falling for Alex's surprising kindness, and their deal transforms into a passionate master-slave bond. Now, with Alex's enemies closing in, Zara must decide: is she just property to be protected... or the one person who can save the deadliest woman in town?

18 year old Eryn-Marie Hale is a freshman at a new University in a new state. She moved all the way across the world to fulfill her dreams as well as a fresh new start in a new place. Everything seemed to be going well for the new Uni student. Passing classes, exploring the city and even making new friends! But maybe she made a horrible mistake. The Malgeri-Lynova Family was a very known family, not just by their name but status. Aryna and her wife Alexandria are well known women in the business world as well as underground jobs. With three children everything seemed complete. Until they brought home little Eryn. None of them could get enough of the sweet innocent timid little girl. They would do anything to have her. •Story idea by @julianaribeiracosta She helped come up with the synopsis and characters!! So big thanks.

"I've never been with a woman before." I was an echo chamber to her words as I made my admission shyly, looking away as my face grew hot with embarrassment. I wasn't lying. I never had been with a woman before. Especially not an older, well respected and successful woman. Vivian Black took me by my chin, forcing me to look her in the eyes, "Let me change that." I watched and allowed her to trace circles into my hip, "What about the men I told you about? She let out a small laugh, her lips now on my neck and her hand in between my legs, "I'll make you forget all about them."